Yan Yuanfei leaned against the wheelchair with a pained expression. It was as if he had just come out of the water. His clothes were drenched in sweat but he was still awake. He didn't dare to let himself fall asleep. He was afraid that someone would take advantage of his weakness to control his body and thoughts and hurt the family and brothers he cared about the most in this world.
Huo Ci and the rest finally heaved a sigh of relief. However, they still looked around warily, not daring to relax. They were afraid that the being that had left would return.
Everything happened so suddenly that they still didn't know what was going on and what was occupying Yan Yuanfei's body.
Si Chengluo kept his gun and looked at Song Yiyan.
Song Yiyan shrugged at him and sighed. "You know, my spells can only hurt him a little. It's basically useless."
